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Uh, uh, uh ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
You just not as good (Uh)
Brodie sold up out them gushers
hope it's not for good
Fuck the cops and judge
Had it locked up for the summer
Soon I got a book that is not a look
How you talk down on your
Brother, then you smile, shook
Sometimes my head just be so cluttered
And my mind so cooked
Look at the time it took, I got what it take
Dealing with some bigger problems
Guess it come with age
Mama told me keep it modest
But I'm on a wave
Do the show, confirm the dollars
Look the number place
It's understood, we on numbered days
Tryna get me for my products
Leave me underpaid
Papa say it just get harder
I guess nothing changed
So misunderstood, went through love and pain
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Blackpower
WRITERS
MICHAEL BONEMA
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Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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Sexual
